My mysterious fiance

Previously

…Elara looked at him, a spark of her old resilience returning. Complacent. Yes, Julian always underestimated her, always saw her as a pawn to be moved, never a player to be reckoned with. The fear was still there, a cold knot in her stomach, but it was now mingled with a fierce, protective anger. “What’s the new plan?” she asked, her voice gaining strength. “We can’t just wait for him to make the next move.” Liam’s eyes, usually so open